The Step Sister of Tiri

20. Phone from Mom

Zanita smiled as soon as she reached her in-laws' house. Such a big house with a big yard. This was the first time the woman had entered her in-laws' house. She had seen the husband's house before. However, he only looked from in front of the fence.

"Hello, honey, welcome to Mama's house. Hope you stay here." Susi came out knowing that her son and daughter-in-law had come. He hugged his daughter-in-law with a smile.

"Mama, thank you. I will definitely stay here. I'm also happy to be staying with Mama" he said in pleasantries. Though in his heart, he wanted to live in his own house, there were no in-laws in it. Especially if they interfere in household affairs.

"Come, let's go in!" Lusi took her daughter-in-law. While Fahri in the back carries their suitcase.

Zanita observed every interior in the house. He was really amazed at what was there. Not in vain his attempt to snatch his brother's fiancee. If only his mother could see all this, surely the middle-aged woman would not believe what she had now.

Fahri took his wife upstairs to his room. Again Zanita was amazed to see a room that was twice the size of her room. Though all this time he thought if his room was spacious but this was even wider.

"How do you like it, Ta?" fahri asked Zanita to be surprised because the man had never called her by name, but now only one day living in the house of in-laws had called her by name.

"Kok, you call me, Ta, Mas?"

"Then call what? Your name is Zanita, right?"

"But you usually call me darling."

"There's no harm either, I called Ta. That's still your name. Not insinuations, let alone insults."

"Yes, Mas, but i—"

"Here you go, I don't want to argue just because of the call. You clean your own things. I'm out for a minute." Fahri left his wife alone.

Zanita was upset at the man. He felt like Fahri was becoming another person. However, the woman is determined to make her husband back to what he used to be. He will do everything to defend what he has. Zanita did not want what was in her grasp to just disappear.

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Like yesterday, today Ayman also picked up his wife. He didn't let Zayna go home alone in the middle of the night. The woman also resigned from the restaurant. However, his superiors asked for a few days to find a replacement because they would definitely find it.

During this time Zayna always worked hard to make other work lighter. He agreed to his boss's request to wait. The woman also often gets bonuses and that never makes her friend envious.

All his friends were saddened by the cessation of Zayna, especially Alifia. However, they understand if the woman already has a family that needs to be considered as well. To be honest, he also felt hard to stop. However, Zayna tried to be sincere.

"Assalamualaikum" Zayna said after being near her husband.

"Waalaikumsalam, is it done?" ask Ayman who is possessed by his wife. "Come, we're home!"

This afternoon Ayman drove Zayna to work. The reason is safer if both at night than having to ride the bike alone. The woman did not argue, this was also for her own good as well. He rode the husband's motorcycle carefully.

"Hand, it will fall" said Ayman who saw Zayna's hand above his own knee.

"This is safer" the man added.

Zayna was ashamed of what her husband had done. However, he had absolutely no intention to withdraw his hand. Ayman props up his bike. The woman subconsciously rested her body on the back of the husband. It felt comfortable to be in the arms of that man.

The couple smiled while enjoying the cold air at night. The journey that usually takes a long time, somehow for Zayna and Ayman feels so short. Both got off the motor and opened the door. They went into the room and cleaned up.

While Zayna was in the shower, Ayman's phone rang, her name on it. Before raising the man glanced towards the bathroom, confirming the whereabouts of the wife. When it was felt that the woman was still a long time he immediately shifted the green color button.

"Assynolt, Ma. What's the night-night phone?" ask Ayman.

"Is your wife still not sleeping?" ask Mama Aisyah.

"Zayna just got home from work, Ma."

"When are you going to get out of that house? You should remember Mom's message. After you get out of there, for one month you have to stay at the boarding house that Mama has prepared. You also have to keep your identity secret and keep saying if you are a motorcycle taxi driver. Mama is not sure she can survive living there," Aisyah said confidently.

"Yes, Ma. I'll stay there with Zayna. I also told him that we'll be staying in the boarding house after we get married."

"Good then, hopefully he can be at home. You must remember your promise. If she can't pass the test, you'll have to divorce her and marry Vienna."

"I never promised you that."

"Whatever you say is important if he doesn't feel at home, you should be ready to leave him. That's all Mama wants to say. Assalamualaikum." Aisyah immediately closed the call without waiting for an answer from her son. He did not want to argue for too long for fear of Ayman's persuasion.

'Mama wrong. Even if Zayna doesn't feel at home living there, I will make her comfortable. I will do everything for my wife because she is my responsibility, Ayman said.

"Who, Mom. Why do you look so upset?" zayna asked, surprising the husband.

Too focused with his mother makes Ayman not aware if the wife has finished bathing. He was even to the point of being surprised to make the woman settle down strangely. The man also looked like he was holding back some annoyance.

"Oh, that was Mama's phone. He asks when we will be there" Ayman replied with a slight lie. It is true that the callers are his mother, but their discussion is not that.

She doesn't know how Zayna will feel when she finds out that her mother doesn't like the girl. Maybe later before meeting his parents, Ayman will tell you all about himself and his family. For now let them enjoy being together as newlyweds, even though here is also the temptation.

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